The sun had just started to rise, slowly waking the small country town they’d moved to just a year prior.
Daemon yawned, rolling his head to the side to stretch his neck while the coffee brewed. Two mugs sat on the counter beside the pot; one red and the other grey.
A small, simple ring around his finger glimmered in the faint rays of sun peaking through the kitchen window.
Years had gone by. A lot had changed.
He and Cryptor…weren’t quite married; they hadn’t felt like trying to go through all the formalities and legal work. Not now anyways.
But they wanted to be together, and had been for a long time. The rings symbolized that.
They’d decided to move out into the country sometime after Safa finished highschool and started down her own path in life (as to not disrupt her education or social life with a big move).
He checked in on her fairly often, still worried about leaving her back in the city by herself even after a year…
……..
The coffee pot beeped, dragging Daemon out his sleepy daze with a mumbled-hum of sorts. He reached down for the pot, holding each individual mug still as he carefully poured coffee into each.
A few song birds had landed on a branch just outside the window, announcing their presence with a round of chirps and whistles.
A soft smile fell upon his face, as he picked up the now-full coffee mugs and made his way towards the back porch, where Cryptor was sitting on the stairs, watching the sun rise.
“Coffee?” He asked his partner warmly, holding his mug out in his direction.
Cryptor turned around with a sleepy smile, taking the cup gently from Daemon’s hands. “Yes please.”
The bizarro hummed, sitting down beside Cryptor shoulder-to-shoulder, readjusting his grip on the mug in his hands.
Cryptor rested his head on Daemon’s shoulder, sighing.
OOC: And..that ends the story. Ask box will be open again for a little bit in case of any final asks, but just for a couple days. Thanks again for sticking around for this bumpy and inconsistently kept up on ride. ^^
Idk what to put but maybe something like combining Fractured Fractal and Stolen Spark where both Kai and Zane are captured by the Bizarros and Zane agrees to tell the Bizarros everything to stop them from torturing Kai? So he has guilt over "willingly" putting the rest of his team in danger?
Instructions unclear, I’ve written too much for one shot.
His head jerked with the rough yanking of away of his blindfold. He blinked rapidly at the bright light shining in his eyes – and immediately focused on the figure sitting across from him.
Kai was staring at him intently, eyebrows furrowed in a frown. Another hand painfully wrenched his jaw around, and Kai jerked under a gag wrapped around his mouth.
Zane struggled under the hand clamped under his jaw. He fought to keep his eyes on Kai, but the hand insistently jerked him to the side to focus on their captor. A chill raced down his spine at the sight of Bizarro Cole staring him in the face.
“Hey, Snowball.”
That had Kai thrashing again; Zane could hear the clattering of his chair against the concrete floor.
He steeled his gaze at the double. “You do not call me that.”
Bizarro Cole’s hand tightened on his jaw. “Why not?” More clattering made him roll his eyes. “Ah, your little Fireball’s a bit competitive? Is that it?” He shrugged, and finally released his bruising grip. Zane worked his sore jaw for a moment while the bizarro stalked around them.
Bizarro Cole trailed a hand along his shoulders. It sat heavily on him, like a snake. “You got nothin’ to worry about, Fireball,” he teased. “I’m not one for popsicles.”
Somehow the words weren’t reassuring. “Release us,” Zane growled.
The bizarro shrugged. “Sure.” Zane raised an eyebrow. “Just tell me what I wanna know, and you’ll be running back to the old man in no time.”
Zane stiffened. “We will never betray them.”
Something dark flashed in the double’s eyes. His mouth quirked up in a smile, and he moved back behind Kai’s back. The fire ninja struggled in his chair, rocking it off of its legs and twisting to look back at the bizarro.
He set his hands on Kai’s shoulders, making the chair slam into place. “See,” he sighed. “Our own frosty thought you might say that.”
Another chilling voice echoed from behind him, making Zane twist in his own chair to find its source. “Which is why we elected to invest in…a more direct method of communication.”
A choking sound had Zane whirling back to Bizarro Cole, who had a hand wrapped firmly around the fire ninja’s throat. Zane let out a cry and struggled against his restraints – Kai was writhing against the hand strangling him, but he was turning redder with every second that passed.
Zane wrenched his limbs against the rope – why couldn’t he freeze them? He couldn’t take his eyes off of Kai – “Stop!” He yelled. “Stop, you can not – you will kill him!”
Bizarro Cole simply looked coolly in Zane’s direction. “Yeah, yeah…” he agreed. “I will. Pretty soon, too, if Frosty’s info is right.” He tilted his head, that familiar smirk from before on his face. “So you better start talking.”
Zane frantically looked between the smug double and Kai’s face. His lips were turning blue – his eyes were starting to glaze over –
“Fine! Please – I will tell you what you need to know, just please, stop!”
Kai’s resulting coughs and wheezes painfully echoed in the room around them. Zane listened tearfully as he sucked in air before glaring at Bizarro Cole.
He rolled his eyes at the nindroid’s angry face. “Oh don’t look at me like that, Snowball.” He casually stretched his arms in front of him. “Now that we’ve made our point, we just want to have a conversation.” Zane warily watched him circle Kai, whose chest was still heaving. “Tell us where the kid is.”
Kai and Zane both froze at the question.
“I-I do not know to whom you are referring.” Zane denied.
Bizarro Cole squeezed down on Kai’s shoulder – Zane saw the way the ninja stiffened under the grip. It was crushing him. “Don’t give me that crap, Snowball.” Kai had a poisonous look in his eyes. “You know where you stashed him, you just gotta tell me.”
The nindroid shook his head. “No – I – no I do not know.”
A dark look settled on the bizarro’s face. “I don’t think you and I are having a good conversation, Snowball.” He shrugged. “Maybe we got our wires crossed.” He looked up to a point behind Zane’s head. “You speak nindroid; why don’t you take a shot?”
“Fine,” Bizarro Zane finally stepped out from behind him. “Although why we do not just do as I suggested in the first place,”
Bizarro Cole cut him off with a grin. “Don’t be like that, Frosty,” he scolded. “We just want a little information, no need to be rude.”
The bizarro nindroid gave him a disinterested look before taking his place next to Kai. He held up a hand misting with cold.
“Tell us where you hid Lloyd Garmadon or I will freeze him where he sits.”
Okay, this is gonna be a little slim by comparison...
The Bizarro’s were only mostly destroyed by their counterparts, in that their elemental powers were reduced to being little more than the power of gag gifts.
B!Zane isn’t as gentle with anyone as his counterpart is, and loves being rough with his partners.
B!Kai is also waaay more aggressive than his normal self.
B!Kai loves to use candles, wax and general heat/fire during sex, especially when it’s used on him, especially since its harder to burn him.
B!Cole is both harder and gentler than his own counterpart.
B!Cole loves breathplay, but he can’t stand it when others want him to do it on them. He once asked B!Zane to try full-on choking, but he, nor any of the others would try it.
He did eventually get to try it, and it made him cum pretty hard, but he just couldn’t do it with anyone else after the guy he did it with died in a car accident.
B!Jay got a name for being a bit of a bad boy...hosting gang-bangs, and getting others, including the Bizarro’s to fuck him in broad daylight. The others call him the kinkiest of them all.
The one thing that the Bizarro’s are into is pet play. They just never could get into it.
Daemon leaned forward on the balcony rails, watching as the sun set over Ninjago City. A cool breeze brushed past, signaling the slow return of fall.
He could hear Safa watching a cartoon she’d taken a liking to in the background, laughing at something silly a character had done.
A smile slowly spread across his face.
Things had been going well. It’d been months since their..trial (so to speak) had ended. Daemon had worked hard at finding a job and managed to get an apartment (One that just so happened to share a complex with Cryptor’s).
As soon as Safa had returned home from the ninja, they’d moved in.
…..
Though..they were some of the few to stay in the city.
Ayden had been quick to move back to the mountains; grumbling something about finally getting room to breathe. Azul went back to his village just outside the city.
Blizzard had taken to traveling.
….
He couldn’t say he missed the crowded house.
And..he couldn’t help but wonder if maybe someday, sooner than he’d like, he’d want out of this busy, loud, suffocatingly crowded city.
…….
Safa was in school and doing well there, however. And he had work.
So if there ever came a day…it’d have to wait.
…
Sighing, he took a final glance at the dimming sky before turning to the open apartment door.
“Alright Safa, time to get ready for bed. You have school tomorrow.”
The young brunette groaned in response, flopping dramatically on the floor behind her.
“But the next episode just started!”
Daemon shook his head, chuckling. “No buts. If you hurry up you can finish this episode before going to sleep, ok?”
